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    The practice of smoldering them soon began. Of course, 攒 feathers are the things he is most keen to do. After all, he does not expect to learn too much from the past generations. The good days are serious.

    They went to the ancestral abyss to rob the golden feathers before the dawn of each day, and then went to Zhu Rongdong to meditate, to fight against Zhu Rongdong and strengthen himself. After two hours, follow the method of the ghosts to practice the ghosts.

    Two more hours, the Shura field confronted each other.

    Before entering the night, go to the Taohuayuan Guanxing Cliff to listen to the Eighteen Girls to explain "Hundred Ghosts" and "Drive the Spirit".

    Of course, the most favorite thing about ink burning is the evening view of the Stars and Cliffs, because it is the only class that will bring together three different specializations of monks.

    He knows that the teacher is not good at light work, and he remembers that the other person does not eat a full stomach, so the feathers that are taken off will be divided into half for the teacher every day. However, in addition to this, it is difficult to have too much intersection with the teacher, but instead it is with the night of the night, and the two gradually become inseparable.

    During this time, it is often that Chu Ning is sitting on the bridge bar and blowing the leaves. The ink burns sitting next to him and listening to the rising sun and the clouds.

    Or Chu Xiaoning stood by the river to feed the fish, and the ink burned the umbrella and stood next to him and looked at Jin Yu Yue, Bibo Jin scale.

    When the peach blossoms fell into the rain, the ink burned Chu's hand, and along with him, he walked along the cracked old bluestone trail. A paper umbrella was just right and opened on the heads of the two.

    If the water is deep, the ink will burn up the younger brother, and the raindrops will answer. The little guy is quiet on his shoulder, and he doesn't talk much.

    It’s just that sometimes the back is hot, and there is a thin sweat on the forehead, and the ignorant younger brother will wipe him with a towel. Napa is white and plain, and a sea bract is embroidered on the corner. The ink burns always feels familiar, like where I have seen it, but the thought of flickering is like the drizzle falling into the deep pool, and I can't find it anymore.

    On this day, Chu Xi Ning rested in the courtyard, and the ink burned his blood and solved his hair and made him a tall pony tail. I was combing my hair, and I suddenly saw the leaves lingering on my left shoulder and looking into the courtyard.

    The ink burns the tip of the eye and raises the eyebrow slightly: "Is the leaf brother injured?"

    "Yeah." Ye forgets the moment and wrinkles his eyes. "It’s a small injury when you learn. It’s just that the person is really sloppy and embarrassing!"

    "..."

    It’s hard to believe that ink is burning: “Is anyone indecent?”

    Ye forgets to glance at him, his eyes are sharp, cold and cold: "What do you want."

    "Hahaha, make a joke." The ink smiled twice and couldn't help but curious. "Who is the person you said?"

    Ye forgets the road: "Who else? It is not the romantic seed of the Kunlun Snow Palace."

    As soon as I heard this description, the ink burned "ah" and my heart said: Could it be him?

    These days, he often heard some female disciples whispering in Taohuayuan, Zhangkou "master brother", closed "master brother". It’s just a matter of age. Just yesterday, he also saw a 40-year-old woman standing on the side of the flower, and her eyes whispered: "No man in this world can stand shoulder to shoulder with the master. If he can really look at me and talk to me, I will fall into **** and have no resentment."

    Such a sorrowful state, let the ink burned at the time, and suspected that the "master brother" she said was the person she wanted, but there were many monks in Taohuayuan, and there was not much exchange between them. He never I only heard the name, I didn’t see anyone, and I was embarrassed and the female disciples were listening to the gossip, so I was not sure.

    "I am drinking at the Linghu Building in the West City today," Ye said. "The **** thing happened to be inside. I saw him carrying two women in his arms. It was very swaying, but others would like me." It doesn't matter to me, so I can't say anything."

    Ink burned and agreed: "This is true."

    "But later, the outside rushed into a female disciple under the door of a lonely moon, looking worried, looking around and looking for people."

    Ink smirked: "Is looking for the ‘master brother’?”

    "You also heard about the master?"

    "Haha, then look at it, even the gentleman like you knows his bad luck. How can I not know if my parents are short?"

    Ye forgets to glance at him silently and said: "The master is really not something. The woman who was alone on the night of the moon came to find him. It was because he exchanged the tokens with others some time ago and said that he would become a Taoist. From then on. No longer apart."

    The ink burned and laughed again: "That is what I can't hear. I guess that there are seventeen or eight pieces of the master of the sentimental messenger. The same thing is the case. If you chase a girl, you will send a token. I am afraid that even the words of the vows will be No difference."

    Chu Jingning, who had been quietly listening and didn’t talk, finally spoke up. He squinted at the ink and seemed to be dissatisfied and said, "You know it."

    Who knows that Ye forgets the truth but stands on the side of the ink: "The ink brother said it is good, the fact is true. The woman repaired the original master, and listened to him saying so, he believed it was true, and he lost it tonight. he."

    Ink burning: "Hey." Busy to go to the ears of late night.

    Chu nightning does not move: "What are you doing?"

    "Children can't listen to this. Listening to it is not good for practice."

    Chu nightning: "..."

    The ink burned the ears of Chu's late night, and immediately the eyes couldn't wait to ask: "And then?"

    Ye Forgiveness is a righteous gentleman. Where is the desire to get a smoldering, this despicable villain is simply reading the narrative of his indignation as a peach-colored transcript. He is righteous and sighed: "What then? Masters are naturally reluctant to accept accounts, and are not willing to The woman repaired more entanglement. The female repair took out the Jiansui Sui, and expected that the master would hold one of the two women, and said that as long as he was a friend, he would give a sword ear, not It is to be sent to the Taoist."

    "Oh, that's really shameless."

    "Yeah." Ye said, "I don't understand, I talked to him."

    He said here that his face is slightly different. After a while, I said: "If you are not happy, you will fight."

    The ink burned and laughed: "This way."

    But my heart said: I am afraid not. If the "master brother" is really the one he guessed, then the character of that person is definitely not going to be human because of this kind of thing. I am afraid that the leaves here are out of jealousy and concealed something.

    However, since Ye did not want to say that the ink burned, of course, it would not be debunked, so he changed his words: "The master's skill must be good, if ordinary people, it will not hurt Ye brother."

    Not to mention this is still good, once said this, Ye forgets seem to be more annoying, a pair of dark scorpions in the sparks of the fire, flashing with anger.

    "Well? Good." Ye forgets the truth and says, "I have a mediocre spell, and I rely on women all the time - not something!"

    "Ah? Hahahahaha." The ink burned him to say so, and fixed his eyes, only to see the leaves forget the wounds on the shoulders, there are three or four intermittent blood marks on the cheeks, apparently being scratched by a woman's nails. I can’t help but fall down with a smile. “The master is really worthy of the name, hahahaha.”

    Chu Yuning did not speak. He began to think deeply when he said that he had said "when he was unhappy, he started playing."

    Waiting for the leaves to return to the room to dress up the wounds, Chu night Ning said: "Ink burning."

    The ink burned his head: "Tell the brother."

    "..." Chu said, "I am a master, is Mei Hanxue?"

    Ink burned and said: "I guess so."

    Chu Xiaoning did not speak, and thought a little.

    Suddenly, I figured out something, and suddenly I widened my eyes: "This leaf is forgotten, it will not be -"

    "Hey! Hey!" The ink burned his fingers to his lips, stopped his words, and then squatted, kept flush with Chu Yuening, and smiled. "You are young, what do you think?" ?"

    "...I heard about Mei Hanxue this time... especially unreliable, what ridiculous things have been done, I didn’t expect him to even dare the disciples of Confucianism..."

    The ink burned and laughed casually: "Ha ha ha, he is quite unreliable. But other people's things we take care of. Come, the brothers continue to tie your hair. Before seeing a hairpin in West Street, it is pretty, not expensive. I bought it, I will show it to you."

    Just like the burning of the ink does not like the taste of Chu Xiaoning, Chu nightning is also not flattering about the burning of the ink.

    Chu nightning floated to the glamorous golden blue butterfly and fell into silence: "... Are you sure this is for me?"

    "Yeah. Children will use gold and red, you see, how lively."

    Chu nightning: "........."

    It was very reluctant, but when I thought about it, it seemed that the first time I sent my own things, so I shut up and didn't talk. I calmed my face and let the ink burn the buckle to the top of his ponytail. Golden bluegrass and butterflies shine brightly on long black hair.

    Chu nightning drops eyelashes.

    Suddenly I feel that this is also very good.

    Such a color, such an ink burns, such a self, if the body is restored, it will definitely not be there again.

    This butterfly is like flying from a dream.

    Baiyun Cang dog, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle.

    The monks practiced in Taoyuan and have been in the blink of an eye for half a year.

    According to the Eighteen Girls, after half a year, everyone needs to accept the test of the feathers in turn, and measure the progress of the practice.

    "This is the first trial after you came here." At the rally, the 18th martyr said, "The content of the trial is divided into three major dangers according to the different methods of each of them. The sects enter the blood. In the river, the treatments entered the 'great tragedy' and the attackers entered the 'revolutionary environment'."

    "The above three major dangers are based on the memories of the ghosts that have been invaded into the human world hundreds of years ago, and they will be restored to the virtual environment. You will not have any danger in it. After you crack the crisis in the virtual territory, you will return to Taoyuan. ”

    "The virtual trial can only enter two people at a time, that is to say, the trials can challenge alone. If you want to invite your companions, you can only invite one. The trial order is based on the notice."

    After the gathering, the trials began slowly. The smoldering does not know the situation of defensive and healing, but the attack has already measured six or seven people. Fortunately, those people have done a good job. It seems that this trial is not too difficult.

    After the first ten days, it was the turn of the ink.

    It was the 18th who was in charge of attacking the monks. She smiled and asked: "Mo Xianjun can go with his companion?"

    Ink burned and thought: "If I pick a person to go with me, then does he have to take another trial?"

    "This is natural."

    "Then I will take the younger brother to go." The ink burned the finger to the late night, "He is young, and when I am alone, I am not at ease."

    When the moon was empty, they came to a black cave with the 18th, which was covered with a thin layer of red and purple smoke.

    Eighteen: "Please listen to the two sages, and the scene restored by Shura is the first rupture of the ghost world two hundred years ago. At that time, because the enchantment could not be repaired in time, a large number of sorrowful ghosts fled to the world and maimed. There are countless creatures. This virtual environment is based on the memory of a survivor in Lin'an that year. When you step into the cave, you will come to the battle of Lin'an City two hundred years ago. Kill the ghost king who led the army and break the virtual world."

    The ink burned and looked at the night, and turned to smile at the 18th: "Fairy, you see that my skin is thick and thick, it doesn't matter. My brother is only six years old. You said that this sword is ruthless, in case he hurts him. ......"

    "You don't have to worry, all the knives in the virtual world will not really hurt the two." Eighteen said, "If you are injured, you will have the spiritual power to mark it yourself. If it is the key point, it will represent two. If the injury is serious, the challenge will fail."

    This is only reassuring, and smiled and said: "It turns out that the fairy is very thoughtful, thank you very much."

    Since the fear has been removed, the ink-burning and Chu-night will go to the cave to try. The cave was black, and when they stepped forward, their bodies suddenly felt a vacant flight, followed by flashing blurred scenes, and numerous twisted faces gathered in the river to float underneath.

    When the two fell to the ground and their feet were stable, they found that they had been transferred to Gu Lin'an and stood at the old road in the suburbs. At this time, it was noon, the sun was shining, and there was a strong smell in the air.

    Two hundred years ago, the ancient city of Lin'an, which was the night of the ghosts, was accompanied by this rich suffocating suffocation. It was like a remnant of a yellow-colored war in the middle of the battle. In the eyes of the ink-burning and Chu-nighting, slowly and unfolding.

    The author has something to say:

    Small theater [several choices of Yumin illusion copy]

    What is the ending of the two copies of the two people in the ink-burning and Chu-night?

    No milk, fluttering the street.

    What is the ending of the two copies of the two people?

    No chance, the author does not let.

    What is the ending of the two copies of the ink burning and Xue Meng?

    Noisy in front of the boss than who is self-imposed.

    What is the ending of the copy of Xue Meng and the teacher?

    Normal configuration, you can win.

    What is the ending of the copy of Xue Meng and Shi Zun?

    On the street, a dps has been applauding another dps.

    What is the ending of the copy of the two masters and the teacher?

    The boss died in the ink burning hands, and there is no such copy.

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